Buried Alive

So last night I watched A Place to Bury Strangers play at The Cockpit in Leeds. I can honestly say that I haven’t witnessed a show quite like it before – and I’ve been to see a fair few bands.

It wasn’t just the volume, although the sound desk was probably liquefying and the dense smoke on stage was as likely to have been emanating from burning speakers as from smoke machines. No, it was everything, a total assault on all the senses.

Somehow I’m supposed to write a cogent review… but sometimes it’s easier to show than tell.

The sound is pretty much non-existent on this piece of footage I shot close to the end of the set, but if you imagine standing next to a jet engine while watching it, you might be getting halfway to replicating the experience.

 

Amp wreckage